Submissions by Carpe_Noctem
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Inlak'esh in these dark times be the light my friend its all a game we play after all,
In the event of armageddon
Feels like we are beta testers
for an early version of
windows; the matrix
people hardly care
about the outside world
more interested in tweeting about
some fuckwits got talent
instagram that bieber
kardashian one direction
going nowhere
facebook the facts people
we are just about plugged in
as our bodies
get used to that monsanto crap
a genetically modified big mac
bow down to the tv
the main stream media will tell us what to do
as the banks squeeze us
before the systems final collapse
In the event...
for an early version of
windows; the matrix
people hardly care
about the outside world
more interested in tweeting about
some fuckwits got talent
instagram that bieber
kardashian one direction
going nowhere
facebook the facts people
we are just about plugged in
as our bodies
get used to that monsanto crap
a genetically modified big mac
bow down to the tv
the main stream media will tell us what to do
as the banks squeeze us
before the systems final collapse
In the event...
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I Miss Our
Little talks
talks of a pebbled cottage
off the coast of Scotland together
walking Neruda along the shore
of making fresh dog food together
the kind fit for a king or queen
dancing beneath the moon
as the ocean mist
sprayed across our face
together we laughed
and cried
for this was it
our small little patch of innocence
our painting, a portrait of us
our time
As reality quickly sets in
I know all I have to do
is get my self safely to you
then ..
we can laugh and cry
and share our little...
talks of a pebbled cottage
off the coast of Scotland together
walking Neruda along the shore
of making fresh dog food together
the kind fit for a king or queen
dancing beneath the moon
as the ocean mist
sprayed across our face
together we laughed
and cried
for this was it
our small little patch of innocence
our painting, a portrait of us
our time
As reality quickly sets in
I know all I have to do
is get my self safely to you
then ..
we can laugh and cry
and share our little...
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Grey, Ghost Writers
sometimes I feel like
I am writing letters from the grave
like this dream
will die in its infancy
never quite getting off the ground
I blink my day's away to you
a tiny dream holding you
in the tightest embrace
sharing our love for each other
two broken wings
that found the will to go on
stumbling through
those first flaps of the wing
free falling..
why me
why this now
why this way
I'm proud of the fact
that I'm worse than I seem
as I can no longer read more
than a page or two
the...
I am writing letters from the grave
like this dream
will die in its infancy
never quite getting off the ground
I blink my day's away to you
a tiny dream holding you
in the tightest embrace
sharing our love for each other
two broken wings
that found the will to go on
stumbling through
those first flaps of the wing
free falling..
why me
why this now
why this way
I'm proud of the fact
that I'm worse than I seem
as I can no longer read more
than a page or two
the...
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Blinks Of An Eye
Smoking a bowl with you
resting my head on my right shoulder..
tuned in to you
the outside world..
Heartbeats
blinks of an eye
every hour is spent
thinking of you..
walking towards the sunset
hand in hand
laying in a field
dancing beneath the moon...
Strange
I find my self home
alone in a garden of roses
watching the sun rise
resting my head on my right shoulder..
tuned in to you
the outside world..
Heartbeats
blinks of an eye
every hour is spent
thinking of you..
walking towards the sunset
hand in hand
laying in a field
dancing beneath the moon...
Strange
I find my self home
alone in a garden of roses
watching the sun rise
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Hopes and Dreams
You are the very reason
my heart beats
filled with new vigor
that can do attitude
of take on the world
and save the princess
from darkness
as the world fast forgets
what it truly means to love
nobody has time any more
for little things
like going for a walk
and sharing the rose
tantalizing bloom at sunset
dreams like these
of times walking holding hands
camping for days in the forest together
getting back to nature
letting bird songs move us
as the leaves rustle in the breeze
I know we...
my heart beats
filled with new vigor
that can do attitude
of take on the world
and save the princess
from darkness
as the world fast forgets
what it truly means to love
nobody has time any more
for little things
like going for a walk
and sharing the rose
tantalizing bloom at sunset
dreams like these
of times walking holding hands
camping for days in the forest together
getting back to nature
letting bird songs move us
as the leaves rustle in the breeze
I know we...
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Letters To Miki ( how far we fall)
Miki the months fly away, but the seconds with you last forever,
looking around this prison cell I call my room
I can't even remember the last time I changed the sheets,
discarded soda water bottles litter the floor,
nearly kicked the bucket I keep close by.
How long have I been like this, days, weeks , months?
I don't know, all I know is the room had taken on the stench of death, as I followed you day by day, trying to get you to see a little bit more hope today, as I would forget to eat and sometimes drink, just staying awake that little bit longer so I could...
looking around this prison cell I call my room
I can't even remember the last time I changed the sheets,
discarded soda water bottles litter the floor,
nearly kicked the bucket I keep close by.
How long have I been like this, days, weeks , months?
I don't know, all I know is the room had taken on the stench of death, as I followed you day by day, trying to get you to see a little bit more hope today, as I would forget to eat and sometimes drink, just staying awake that little bit longer so I could...
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Letters To Miki
My dearest Miki
Time is a paradox currently
as we balance our life-force between one another
You fighting to see another day
as I try and keep my mind to the task of getting to you,
living day by day, like it is the last chance
to speak to you on the phone, or to post some deadhead lyrics
on one another's facebook wall.
Perhaps, this is the last letter I post to you Miki
I know we will be together soon
walking Neruda through the misty night air, which path
do we take my love, left or right, or upside down,
back to...
Time is a paradox currently
as we balance our life-force between one another
You fighting to see another day
as I try and keep my mind to the task of getting to you,
living day by day, like it is the last chance
to speak to you on the phone, or to post some deadhead lyrics
on one another's facebook wall.
Perhaps, this is the last letter I post to you Miki
I know we will be together soon
walking Neruda through the misty night air, which path
do we take my love, left or right, or upside down,
back to...
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Having Faith
Trapped in the matrix
down under in despair
I found you
knocking on the same door
you had just climbed
to the next level
that day you died a little
I believed you when you said
there is more to it than
these walls society sets
Just an echo now
faith in one another
day by day all we have
Is that dream we both played out
over many a long phone call
those tears we shed
those laughs we shared
I love you
Could we have faith in one another
could we make that dream our reality?
As I burn my...
down under in despair
I found you
knocking on the same door
you had just climbed
to the next level
that day you died a little
I believed you when you said
there is more to it than
these walls society sets
Just an echo now
faith in one another
day by day all we have
Is that dream we both played out
over many a long phone call
those tears we shed
those laughs we shared
I love you
Could we have faith in one another
could we make that dream our reality?
As I burn my...
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The Story So Far (strawberries)
Close your eyes my love
let me offer you this delicate morsel
juicy nectar drips down your soft lips
Eating for two now Miki
as we share our life force
day by day
I followed you back down there
down the path of apathy..
feels so cold and empty
so incomplete with out you
as my body burns up..
Just as Strider and Magdalena
fade the stage
the story of Miki and Mikey
starts as a near tragedy
as we both coughed
our last defiant breaths
The doctor said you had till Thursday to improve..
let me offer you this delicate morsel
juicy nectar drips down your soft lips
Eating for two now Miki
as we share our life force
day by day
I followed you back down there
down the path of apathy..
feels so cold and empty
so incomplete with out you
as my body burns up..
Just as Strider and Magdalena
fade the stage
the story of Miki and Mikey
starts as a near tragedy
as we both coughed
our last defiant breaths
The doctor said you had till Thursday to improve..
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Digging Deeper Underground
Miki keeps a brave Face for the Book
Mikey digs deeper underground
Both stuck alone , separate parallel worlds
as we both played out the scenarios
in our minds eye
we agreed to sacrifice our lives
in the name of love
together we pressed play
the biggest melt down
of our life
the faith to believe in magic
to truly live each day
like it is our last
which is why
we traded the others life
for when we get together
that equates to new life
new unfinished blocks
to dig about the rose garden
Miki and Mikey hold...
Mikey digs deeper underground
Both stuck alone , separate parallel worlds
as we both played out the scenarios
in our minds eye
we agreed to sacrifice our lives
in the name of love
together we pressed play
the biggest melt down
of our life
the faith to believe in magic
to truly live each day
like it is our last
which is why
we traded the others life
for when we get together
that equates to new life
new unfinished blocks
to dig about the rose garden
Miki and Mikey hold...
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In The Eye Of The Muse
I was created by a gardener
someone with the foresight
to venture on up the path
to smell roses of the future
for the scent of a rose
still smells the same
any time of the day
He always called me Dig
on account of the slouch hat
I wore in school
Opa must have seen something
that day he rescued me
from flying off the cliff
see even as a two year old
I did not believe in restrictions of the mind
He saw I had the gift
but first I needed to learn
some valuable life lessons or two
I had to fall and loose hope...
someone with the foresight
to venture on up the path
to smell roses of the future
for the scent of a rose
still smells the same
any time of the day
He always called me Dig
on account of the slouch hat
I wore in school
Opa must have seen something
that day he rescued me
from flying off the cliff
see even as a two year old
I did not believe in restrictions of the mind
He saw I had the gift
but first I needed to learn
some valuable life lessons or two
I had to fall and loose hope...
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Do You Know What Day It Is Miki?
Today
our favorite day
as we live each now
like it truly is our last
I am burning up
my last few moments
shining this beacon
called hope
Yet inside I am cold
empty , dying apart
everything collapsing
this world closing
Trying to keep it all together
so I can paint us
rippling through the void
always holding hands
Today is a good day Miki
Today is a good day to love
our favorite day
as we live each now
like it truly is our last
I am burning up
my last few moments
shining this beacon
called hope
Yet inside I am cold
empty , dying apart
everything collapsing
this world closing
Trying to keep it all together
so I can paint us
rippling through the void
always holding hands
Today is a good day Miki
Today is a good day to love
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